under the surface
it's a boiling bubbling volcano
living in a life
where my opinions and mind
mean nothing
all that matters is my sacrifice
for the family
for the better of those around me
I never seem to deserve more
and she likes it that way
she likes me sitting
by her side
she likes me as a slave
my opinions are not valued
or wanted
my views are throw down
and stomped on
my aspirations and life
are to only be for what is best
for her family and her life
God forbid
I step out of path
I will always remember the wrath
how can something so good
be so vindictive
how can something so honest
be filled with lies
it's a constant battle
between strides
what is right
what I want
what I need
if ever I make claims about my needs
she will bring up her own
as if I'm to blame for her own shame
as if I'm apart of the bed she made
whether I'm apart of it or not
this is where I lay
these are my chains
once more
all over again
in the battle I never seem to win
I am a boiling bubbling volcano
that will eventually explode.
©morgan2020
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